Chapter 110

When Wang Yuanfeng rushed over, he saw the scene of Zhan Chen stabbing his grandson's chest with a sword. He was incomparably sad and indignant. Wang Yuanqing was the only descendant of the Wang family, and his father died early. This time, the Wang family could be said to be completely extinct. He couldn't help but roar, "Brat, I will tear you into pieces!"

This voice was incomparably mournful, like the cry of a ghost. Zhan Chen was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw an old man with disheveled hair, black eyebrows, and bloody eyes.

"You are a demonic cultivator!" Zhan Chen couldn't help but shout. He was very familiar with this appearance. He had participated in the secret mission to encircle and annihilate the demonic sects, so he knew the characteristics of demonic cultivators like the back of his hand.

As soon as these words came out, it made the almost crazy Wang Yuanfeng calm down. He laughed cruelly and said, "You guessed right, brat. But this is no longer important, because today you must die!"

Yes, it was important to face the enemy! Zhan Chen stared at the enemy in front of him, but he suppressed the chaos in his heart and shouted, "Old man, I should return these words to you!"

"Brat, don't show off your bravery. Today, I will let you know the difference between a Revered Martial Artist and a Martial Master!" Wang Yuanfeng sneered and took out a black broadsword, which was suffused with a cold light.

Zhan Chen's heart began to beat violently. He had already mobilized all the True Qi in his body. He thought, "I only have 60 seconds. If I can't take down this old thing in 60 seconds, I will be in danger!"

"True Martial Exploding Yuan Spell, open the third level!" Zhan Chen used his trump card as a last resort. If he didn't go all out, he might not even be able to withstand one move.

The True Qi in his meridians burned and exploded. He began to feel his whole body heat up and his face turned red. He could even see a layer of red steam rising from his body. His emotions were unprecedentedly excited, but his thoughts and senses became extremely sharp.

"Die!" At this time, Wang Yuanfeng's broadsword had already chopped toward his head, wanting to kill him instantly.

Zhan Chen raised his sword and blocked it above his head. With a "clang" sound, the two weapons fiercely collided. Wang Yuanfeng's broadsword was firmly blocked.

"I blocked it!" There was a burst of excitement in Zhan Chen's heart. After one attempt, he had confirmed that his current strength was not inferior to that of the old man.

A trace of shock flashed in Wang Yuanfeng's eyes. He didn't expect Zhan Chen's strength to be able to contend with him.

Zhan Chen caught this expression, and a glint flashed across his eyes. "The chance to counterattack is here!"

Therefore, he exerted force in his hand and deflected Wang Yuanfeng's saber. He shouted fiercely, "Golden Light Sword!" The Tiger Roar Sword slashed toward Wang Yuanfeng's throat.

Wang Yuanfeng didn't notice for a moment and suddenly saw the sword in Zhan Chen's hand coming at him like lightning. He hurriedly tilted his head and narrowly avoided the fatal blow. He then rolled to the side and stood up again.

Zhan Chen was unforgiving, unleashing the Golden Light Sword Technique to its fullest! The Tiger Roar Sword swung to the left and right, forming streams of sword energy that slashed at Wang Yuanfeng.

"Wave Breaking Broadsword!" Wang Yuanfeng slashed with the long broadsword in his hand, forming waves of broadsword Qi.

"Ding Ding Ding" Sword Qi and Broadsword Qi collided in the hall, creating a series of violent sounds. The shockwave caused the tables in the hall to sway. The battle between Revered Martial Artists was so powerful!

Gradually, Zhan Chen's Golden Light Sword gained the upper hand. A sword light flashed. Wang Yuanfeng could not dodge in time. His shoulder was grazed. The flesh on his shoulder was torn open by the sword Qi. Blood dripped. He could not help but scream.

Zhan Chen saw the joy of victory. He rushed toward Wang Yuanfeng and pointed his sword at Wang Yuanfeng's heart.

Suddenly, Wang Yuanfeng's expression changed. He shouted, "Evil Blood Ghost Technique!" His skin suddenly turned red. Drops of blood appeared. It was a terrifying scene.

Zhan Chen had a bad feeling. But he still continued to stab at him.

"Jie Jie Jie, watch this!" When Zhan Chen's sword was within reach, Wang Yuanfeng suddenly jumped and slashed with his broadsword.

"Ding!" The two collided. Zhan Chen felt a huge force coming from his hand. The Tiger Roar Sword almost fell out of his hand. He was shocked and quickly retreated.

"You have a secret technique, but so do I! My Vengeful Blood Ghost Technique can increase my strength by almost three times, but it will consume some of my blood and Qi. But don't worry, after I kill you, I will refine your flesh and blood into a Human Pill to replenish my blood and Qi. It will be considered as revenge for my grandson!

After gaining the upper hand, Wang Yuanqing once again used the Wave Breaking Saber Technique and fiercely pounced towards Zhan Chen. Although Zhan Chen could barely keep up with Wang Yuanqing in terms of sword speed, he was at a disadvantage in terms of strength and was forced to retreat.

"I can't go on like this!" He was very anxious, so he suddenly revealed an opening and the cave door was wide open. Of course, Wang Yuanqing would not miss this opportunity. He fiercely slashed his saber towards his chest.

"Dao Eye!" At the moment of crisis, Zhan Chen activated this magical power. After seeing Wang Yuanqing's broadsword, he dodged the broadsword. At the same time, the Tiger Roar Broadsword pounced toward Wang Yuanqing's heart.

This sword was not easy. This sword was filled with Zhan Chen's hope. There was not much time left in the 60 seconds. His True Qi was almost exhausted. At this moment, he kept praying in his heart, "Hit, you must hit!"

On the other side, Wang Yuanqing saw that he was about to cut Zhan Chen down. He was very excited. But he did not expect that his opponent would suddenly have the help of a god. Not only did he narrowly avoid his broadsword, but he could also counterattack. He could not react in time.

"Puchi!" The Tiger Roar Broadsword pierced Wang Yuanqing's chest. At this moment, Zhan Chen could finally relax. He pulled out his sword and retreated, waiting for Wang Yuanqing to die.

Wang Yuanqing clutched his chest. He was in so much pain that his face was distorted. He stared at Zhan Chen. Suddenly, he raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha, Zhan Chen, what a pity. If it was someone else, they would have died under your sword. It is a pity that you do not know a secret. My heart is on the right side! Today, the heavens want you to die! "

"What!" Zhan Chen widened his eyes. His face revealed an expression of disbelief. Man proposes, but God disposes!

"Hehehe, I have underestimated you. Next, I will use 20 years of my lifespan to let you know what despair is! Vengeful Blood Ghost Technique, second stage! "

"Vengeful Blood Ghost Technique, there is still a second stage!" The development of the situation had once again deviated from Zhan Chen's expectations.

On the opposite side, Wang Yuanfeng's face began to distort rapidly. The evil aura on his body became heavier. Beads of blood gushed out from his face, covering his entire face. He looked like a ferocious ghost. The flesh and blood around the wound on his chest began to wriggle strangely. It was actually healing.

"Hehehe!" After this series of changes was completed, Wang Yuanfeng smiled proudly. He put down the palm that was covering his chest and stood up straight. His demonic aura was even stronger!

His sneak attack had failed. Zhan Chen could not help but feel some despair in his heart. He could clearly feel that the protective membrane formed by the Meridian Shield Pill in his meridians was already as thin as a piece of paper. There was not much time left for him. He had to give it his all.

"Daluo Golden Body, condense!" Zhan Chen continued to mobilize the remaining Metal True Qi in his body to condense the Golden Battle Armor. However, this was tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst. The speed at which his True Qi was consumed increased rapidly.

Therefore, he did not dare to hesitate. He fiercely pounced towards Wang Yuanfeng. He gave up his defense and attacked with all his might.

"Hehe, Zhan Chen, I'm afraid you don't understand the situation. After activating the second stage of the Demonic Blood Ghost Technique, my combat power can increase by five levels. Watch my blade!"

Facing the aggressive Zhan Chen, Wang Yuanfeng's response was very simple. It was just a casual slash, and it hit the Tiger Roar Sword.

"Ding!" Zhan Chen felt a huge force coming from his hand. His hand trembled. He almost dropped the sword on the ground. He quickly retreated.

"Too late!" Wang Yuanfeng swung his blade. A blade aura exploded nearby and slashed horizontally at his waist.

Zhan Chen only felt a huge force coming from his abdomen. His body was involuntarily thrown out and smashed a wine table. He felt pain in his abdomen. He subconsciously reached out and touched his palm. There was a patch of blood. It seemed that the blade aura had penetrated his defense and injured him.

However, Zhan Chen did not have time to wait. With a somersault, he stood up again and pounced towards Wang Yuanfeng.

"Hehe, Zhan Chen, you are a cornered beast fighting! I will send you to hell right now! "

At this moment, Wang Yuanfeng felt that victory was within his grasp. It seemed that Zhan Chen had used up all his trump cards. He was only left with madness.

Just as he thought, Zhan Chen's heart was also gloomy. Only vengeance and the instinct to survive were supporting him.

Wang Yuanqing swung his long blade and easily parried Zhan Chen's sword. He, who had activated the second stage of the Vengeful Blood Ghost Technique, had gained an absolute advantage.

"Die!" Wang Yuanfeng shouted fiercely. He used all his strength to stab at Zhan Chen's chest. His eyes flashed with crazed joy. It was as if he could already see the scene of Zhan Chen dying on the spot.

"Dao Eye!" At the most critical moment, Zhan Chen had no choice but to activate this magical power again. Wang Yuanfeng's blade was only three inches away from his chest. It was impossible for him to dodge this blade with his speed. It seemed that death was inevitable.

Zhan Chen's heart was filled with mixed feelings. But most of all, he was unwilling. "Am I going to die? Is there no other way? "

His mind was getting more and more chaotic, and he was getting more and more confused. Suddenly, the scripture of the "Diamond Sutra" once again gushed out from the bottom of his heart. It was like a cool and refreshing spring water, watering his already dry heart.

In an instant, fear, anxiety, unwillingness, and anger left him. Only firmness and relief were left in his heart. "Yes, the so-called strongest power is the will. As long as the heart is firm, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome, including death! This is also the true essence of the Non-Phase Golden Body's defense. "

Zhan Chen's heart was suddenly enlightened. He slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, there was no longer any negative emotion in his eyes. Only firmness and calmness were left.

At the same time, inside his body, his True Qi began to shuttle through his meridians according to a unique route. The Golden Body of Daluo burst like an illusion. At this moment, Zhan Chen's chest was exposed to the tip of Wang Yuanqing's blade.

Wang Yuanqing's heart was inexplicably chaotic. He had a kind of illusion, as if this blade of his could be blocked by Zhan Chen.

"How is this possible?" Wang Yuanqing hastily extinguished his own "absurd" concerns.

With a "puff" sound, the blade finally pierced Zhan Chen's chest. However, it was unable to move even an inch further.

"How is this possible?" Wang Yuanqing's eyes widened. He couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.

"Hu" At this moment, a silver light flashed. He only felt a chill on his neck. His mind sank, and then he fell into eternal darkness.

It turned out that while Wang Yuanqing was stabbing his blade, Zhan Chen's sword had already swung toward his throat. The timing was incomparably precise!

Only when he swung his sword did Zhan Chen react. He couldn't help but stare blankly. That sword just now was like a stroke of genius. It was completely unconsciously used.

Looking at Wang Yuanfeng who was gradually falling down, Zhan Chen finally felt relieved. He dispersed his power for a moment. Only then did he feel endless pain and exhaustion rising all over his body. He could no longer support himself. He fell to the ground and fainted …

At this time, the hall returned to its tranquility. Only the crackling sound of the wood burning could be heard.